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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
Hi readers. I’m khan from pakistan, to be more precise from lahore. I read regularly the stories here in Kerala Erotica. I like especially the stories about aunts and teachers. The reason perhaps is that I like their physique more than the girls in their late teens or early twenties.
However, the sex experience which i’m going to share with you is not about an aunt or a teacher(because I never had any), it is about a girl who later became my friend for sometime. The story goes like this…. Four years back I studied at a very famous university of lahore. The university was quite at a distance from my place. I used to go there by the varsity bus, therefore I had to reach the stop quite early. It so happened that one day I came out of my place to go to the bus stop and I experienced a girl, in her mid twenties, having a maturer look walking in front of me. The first thing I observed about her was her gorgeous ass.
Lord! It was sooo sexy that it immediately sent signal to my penis via my brain and there I was enjoying my penis against my jeans imagining it to be her ass. There was something about her ass that attracted me, otherwise a person like me observes 100s of assess in a single day. Her bund (ass) was so round and bulging that it seemed perfect. To add to its killing power each buttock vibrated with very step. The girl’s hands were very fair. I followed her, actually her bund (ass) to the stop and observed that she also waited for the bus. As a matter of fact at that time she gave me a look. To be colloquial she gave me “lift. ” she was actually waiting for the bus of another university. From that day onwards I actually synchronized my time with hers and each day she gave me looks. Looked at me for some seconds and then turned away her gaze.
I knew that I was attractive enough for a girl to give me looks but this time I couldn’t be happier. I did not have special feeling for her, in fact I was in love with her bund. During those days I made a vow that i’m going to rub my hands hard on her bund one day and im going to fuck her up her bund after tickling her asshole to my heart’s content. But, at the beginning it seemed that fate was against me. As I was living a bachelor life, I had to shift to the university campus. But before that I tried hard to get her phone number but to no avail. And of course it was very difficult for me to talk to her on her way to the stop or to her home and in pakistan it is very difficult to do so at a crowded place.
Then a couple of years passed. I graduated from the university. One day I was at a friends place. He was out and I was reading everything which I could find in his room. I found a directory of graduating students of the mba department of punjab university, I opened a page and there she was… her picture was there, along with all her details. I was never so lucky. I immediately noted her email address and her home number as no mobile number was given. That very day I emailed her, thinking that it will be more decent medium of communicating to her. In that email I reminded her who I was, and that I was interested in befriending her.
Next day to my astonishment I received a reply. The content was that she did not recognize me and that I should not bother her. I was annoyed, but I knew that girls in pakistan are always like that, they say no even when they are willing. They are right in that as the girls who agree for friendship at your first call are considered “gashtees” by pakistani youth. I mailed her again and tried to convince her that I am a respectable person and “just” want friendship. After that I didn’t receive any reply, therefore I resorted to my backup plan. I called her one day and asked whoever picked up to call her. I told the lady who picked up the fone that I am samina’s (not her actual name) class fellow and want to inform her about a job opportunity.
When sameena came to phone I told her who I was and convinced her through my accent of english that I was no mean guy. I did that on purpose as in pakistan every one cannot be that fluent and good in english, this is perhaps our inferiority complex. Anyway she started talking to me and I did inform her about a job opportunity. She applied for that job and got selected. Although I had nothing to do with that but she was really very obliged and thus we became friends. We started talking on the phone quite regularly. One day she asked me that she wanted to see me as she had forgotten my face. I agreed readily and started thinking about my next move. We met in a park after maghrib in cantt, which was near her home. She was wearing a blue suit.
Samina’s sister was with her. She gave us some room and we started talking to one another. During my talk I realized that she was quite reserved, but was impressed with my talk. We walked on the jogging track and I deliberately tried to stay behind her to have a peek at her sexy bund. Proximity with her mounds of flesh maddened me. I also realized that she also had a pair of killing breasts, which I would prefer to call “mammay”. As it was our first date I didn’t do anything which might disturb her. It was winter, therefore I asked her if she wanted to have some tea. She replied in the affirmative. We walked towards a khoka which was outside the park. The moment we stepped out side the park a dog appeared in front of us. As a reflex action sameena suddenly came closer to me and her right breast gently stroked against my left arm.
O lord! That was heaven. After getting a cup of tea we came back to the garden and sat there on the grass. Sameena sat in front of me. She was wearing shalwar kameez. The chaak of kameez was high. I could see her “thunder thighs”. Her shalwar was slightly up and I could see her fair feet and little upper part which really aroused me at that time…. Later, I bought a car. I requested her that I could give her lift to her place. She agreed as she otherwise used public transport. So mostly I picked her up from her workplace and dropped her to her home. Only slight brush against her thighs while changing the gear and nothing else during these journeys. Gradually I convinced her to spend time with me in some park.
She agreed and I started taking her to jinnah bagh which is on the mall road of lahore. There we sat in the car while the car was parked and talked. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t bring her to talk about sex. She portrayed as if she hated sex. But gradually she succumbed to my tactics. One day we were there in the parking of jinnah bagh. She was wearing light pink shalwar kameez. I was sitting on the drivers side while she on the front left side. I could clearly see her damn sexy thighs. Her kameez was half sleeve. I gathered courage and started telling her how beautiful she was as I grabbed her hand, soft as silk, rather softer like the feathers of a bird. Gradually I started moving my hands up her arm. It was cold outside and was getting darker. Inside the car we were having two cups of coffee. The windows were misty. Everything was perfect that day. I had my mission in mind.
Unluckily I could not see her ass, her sexy bund. Anyway I continued sliding my hand on her bare arms. She was not saying anything her eyes were closed. She was just going with the flow. She took an angrai, stretched her arms and legs, a clear sign that she was getting aroused. She said “o i’m so tired”. I offered her to massage her shoulders. To my utter astonishment she said “alright”. She moved herself towards her left, to move her back towards me. And there she was! I could see the upper part of her bulging ass form above her clothes. But I had to wait… I started softly massaging her shoulders from above her kameez. The sight of her bra from underneath her kameez also made me horny. From her shoulders I moved towards her bare neck. In order to facilitate myself and to straighten myself I folded my left leg and turned to her back so that my knee was touching her ass.
It was awesome. As I tried to move my hands downward sameena suddenly changed her position and said its getting late lets go. I didn’t insist as I thought she might not come with me again if I annoy her. Next day she talked to me on the phone and admitted that she enjoyed it a lot and would allow me to do it again. I reluctantly asked her to come to my place as it is inconvenient to do it in the car. Bingo! She agreed. Next day she came to my place at around 5 pm. We talked and then I moved forward and kissed her rosy lips. She retracted and didn’t allow me to prolong it. I asked her if she was feeling tired and she said she is always tired after a day at office. I asked her to turn her back towards me. I brought ponds lotion and applied it to my hands and started massaging her neck. This time she was really aroused. As she was wearing a half sleeve kameez I also massaged her arms. After a while she suddenly she put her hands to her back, I asked why she done that, she replied” I have a backache”. I said nothing better for a backache than a massage. I asked her to lie on bed with her ass towards me. I could not believe on my eyes. She was there lying with her delicious ass facing me. I lifted her kameez from her bund up till her waist, slightly higher. Her buttocks covered only by a flimsy shalwar.
I applied the lotion to her back and started rubbing. From that point there was no coming back. My lovely sameena started moaning because of enjoyment, only nonverbal communication was there. I moved my hands freely on her back, not her bund yet, I pushed up her kameez, she lifted her body slightly to facilitate me take off her kameez which I did promptly. The sight of her back was awful. Never in my myriad encounters with sexy pictures on the net had I seen a body so perfectly carved that it reminded you of the goddess of beauty. Her face was buried in the mattress of my bed, her beautiful, silky, black hair came down, slightly touching her shoulders, which were as white as marble. The black and white contrast was wonderful. It was as if everything attractive in the world was in front of me in those two colours. And then, as it were, balancing the black of her hair on the milky background of her body was her black bra. It looked so beautiful that I never thought of unhooking it. I was now sitting on top of sameena’s ass which was soft and firm at the same time.
I was massaging her back by intermittently applying lotion to my hands. The thought that after sometime I would be actually touching her ass maddened me. The manifestation was in my penis, which I could very well imagine was dying to show me its purplish red firmness, but was at the moment ruthlessly trapped under my jeans. I continued to enjoy the softness of the marble statue which was lying under me, moaning to the touch of a hot, male body. Slowly I slid down her mounds of flesh. It was as if a skied down a peak of alps. I touched her ass as if I was paying homage to the ultimate ass, the godess of asses. I felt those mounds of flesh. Remember sameena was still wearing her shalwar. My left and right hands were on the left and right buttocks of my sexy friend. She was not wearing an underwear.
I relished myself by feeling every mm of her sexy space. Then I slid her shalwar down. As I put my fingers inside her elastic of shalwar she helped me by lifting those two mounds up towards me and I was seeing the twin, snowy peaks of pleasure. My instant, spontaneous gesture was that I buried my face in the chasm between the peaks. I started tasting the sexy tareeen bund of the world I licked every cm of her ass. Forgive me please for not describing her reaction to it as im too engrossed in thinking about the ultimate pleasure that I had with her. She moaned and moaned and moaned…pushing her ass towards me. I was so in love with her bund that I forgot about everything…my penis reminded me that it was actually it who had to bear the brunt! I applied the lotion to sameena’s bund and started rubbing and massaging it all over. It was so enjoyable that it was irresistible for me to imprison my penis any longer.
I savagely removed my jeans. I was at the same time circling sameena’s asshole. I rubbed it and massaged it so long that it felt very soft. I tried to enter my finger, enter it did slightly but also produced a slight scream from sameena. I lotioned the ass hole again along with my finger and then entered it again. This time it went a bit further. I had very long ignored my penis, now it was time, I applied lotion to it and started rubbing it over sameena’s whole body, then I started rubbing it on her ass. Touched her ass hole with the wettening penis’ head, pushed it and felt as if there is a tight ring on my penis. Sameena’s scream made me realize that I had entered her bund. I gradually pushed harder into her bund, but the pressure was too much for me, and also for sameena I guess. I came inside her ass. It was quite some time before my penis came out from sameena’s ass. That time was devastating for her.
She was in severe pain. I tried to soothe her but she started crying. I don’t know why but she cried a lot and afterwards was very quiet. I dropped her near her house. She afterwards sent me an email that she did not want to continue the relationship and never contacted me again. I continue to live with her beauty and her thoughts…. Any lahorie gals, expecially, 28+… interested, email me forkhanzada@yahoo.com
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